give me a minute cause I'm wrapped in superstition
pour me a chemical to take away the edge
don't make up anything that's breaking all your fingers
just slap around a bit of what it takes to pledge
carry out another stone as a slave
ask general know it all who's juggling the earth ?
tease all the natives that will walk across your grave
and shove aside your nation all for what it's worth
beat yourself blind
an open eyes and a closed mind
look at the suit in suspended animation
a faded outline that used to be a man
a piece of paper that's fallen out a window
has got a better chance to know where it will land
to bleed in vain, to bleed in vain -under my eyes are painted skies
down at the boneyard, they're digging up the relics
handfuls of parasites thrown into machines
I got the phone call they're tearing down the mission
the zombies had a ball, but don't know what it means
beat yourself blind